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April 2010
In my hour of need, Ha, no, you're not there And though I reached out for you, Wouldn't lend a hand Through the darkest hour, grace did not shine on me Feels so cold, very cold, No one cares for me
In my hour of need, Ha, no, you're not there And though I reached out for you, Wouldn't lend a hand Through the darkest hour, grace did not shine on me Feels so cold, very cold, No one cares for me
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